Page 33 of Sleep With Us

I spread my hands on the table and watched tiny little sparks dance down my fingers.

It was fine. Everything was fine. We were fine.

Gradually, the rage subsided and the wards settled, and I was just me again. Adam Vex. A nobody human who definitely did not have any secrets. “Ah-hem, sorry about that. Indigestion, maybe?”

Zee’s eyebrows lifted.

“Perfectly reasonable explanation,” Reynard agreed. He pulled out his chair, sat, and rolled up his sleeves, in a sure sign we were about to discuss grown-up things. “Adam, while I concur with you on most things, the time has come to be truthful about certain issues. Don’t you think?”

I swallowed. “What?”

Reynard pinned down my innocent gaze, making me squirm. “Zodiac has been honest with you, showing you what you asked.”

He’d heard that? Then, had he heard everything we’d said about his ass? “I don’t follow.”

“The flowers?” Reynard prompted.

Oh my stars, the flowers? He wanted me to tell Zodiac his friend was in the flowerbeds, now?! “Oh, I don’t think now is the time to talk about flowers.”

“I disagree. It’s the perfect time.”

“No, nope, I don’t think so.” I picked up an SOS Hotel coaster and flicked it between my fingers.

“What’s wrong with the flowers?” Zee asked.

“Nothing!” I smiled, and tried to make it look sweet and innocent, but neither of them appeared to be buying it, so I glared at Reynard. “The flowers are not relevant.”

“They are certainly relevant to this conversation.”

“Nooooo, nope.”

Zee glanced between us. “Why are we talking about flowers?”

“We’re not.”

Reynard folded his arms and slowly sat back, his face so disappointed I wanted to shrink in my chair. “It will only get worse.”

“What the fuck is wrong with the flowers? What flowers?” Zee scrunched up his face. “The flowers out front?”

I slammed the coaster down. “No!”

“Yes,” Reynard said over me.

I gave him the stink-eye. Where Zee’s friend’s body was laid to rest was not Reynard’s secret to tell. “Anyhoo, what are we going to do about Sebastien? Hm? Let’s focus on that, shall we, Victor?”

Zee stared at Reynard, waiting for the big reveal, and Reynard glared at me, waiting for me to reveal it. But I saw Zee’s bruises, knew how he’d tried to protect everyone he’d worked with at Razorsedge, and I couldn’t do it. Even though I should. It would hurt him, and he’d already been hurt so much.

“General Copernicus,” I said, steering us back on track.

“You stole my contract?” Zee asked.

“Yes,” Reynard answered, before I could deny it.

Why did he have to be so . . . right?

“That’s what you were both doing in Seb’s apartment,” Zee said. “It won’t do you any good. You think nobody has tried to find a loophole? There isn’t one. Also, you’re both epic dicks. I told you to back off, Adam. Instead, you did the exact opposite, and suckered His Lordship into your plan.”

“I volunteered,” Reynard corrected.